The Alleghanian, Ebensburg, Pa. Thursday, May 1, 1862 Volume 3, Number 32 NEWS Appointed George Tiley has been appointed Mail Messenger at Hemlock, this county, in place of Henry Reuseh. About a Cambrian The Johnstown TRIBUNE of last week contains the following extract from a Bloomington, Illinois paper, making honorable mention of a former Ebensburger, Rolla N. Evans, in connection with the battle of Pittsburg Landing: “Rolla N. Evans, late Orderly Sergeant of Capt. Pullen’s company, having been promoted for gallant conduct at Fort Donelson, to be 1st Lieutenant of Co. I, 20th Illinois, received his commission a short time before the battle, but when the attack was made on Sunday, having not yet reported himself for duty as lieutenant, he shouldered his musket and fought with this old company. He received a severe wound in the foot. The Echo The press, type and fixtures of the Johnstown ECHO establishment, we learn from the TRIBUNE, have been purchased by Mr. J. B. Sansom, late of the Fulton DEMOCRAT who has removed them to Indiana, Penna., with the intention of issuing shortly there from a newspaper of the Democratic persuasion. Prison Life: Advertisement Prison Life in the Tobacco Warehouse at Richmond By a Balls’ Bluff Prisoner, Lieut. Wm. C. Harris of Col. Baker’s California Regiment. Contents: Chap. I From Ball’s Bluff to Richmond Chap. II Our Prison Chap. III A Day in the Officers’ Prison Chap. IV A Day in the Privates’ Prison Chap. V Pursuits and Pastimes Chap VI Prison Incidents Chap. VII Sunday in Prison Chap VIII Our Jailer Chap. IX Our Visitors Chap. X Richmond Prison Association Chap. XI Prison Companions Chap. XII Homeward Bound Preface: These sketches were written to lessen the tedium of my lengthy imprisonment; and if they serve to recall to my prison companions the scenes enacted in the old Warehouse and enlist the interest and sympathies of the reader, they will have accomplished all that is desired by the publication of them. With the exception of “Homeward Bound,” they were all written within prison walls and brought to the North sewn securely in the lining of an overcoat. I confidently trust to my brother officers for their testimony as to the fidelity of this, the description of our “domestic economy,” and the accuracy of detail in the varied incidents in our prison life in the Tobacco Warehouse. Philade., March 25, 1862 W. C. H. Complete in one volume, price 50 cents, or handsomely bound in cloth, 75 cents. For Sale by A. A. Barker, Ebensburg, Pa. >From Our Volunteers Camp at Manassas Junction, Va. April 15, 1862 On Sunday evening, 15th March, we arrived at Alexandria, and took up our quarters on a hill densely covered with a second growth of small white oak. This was quite a desirable place for camping, as wood and water were abundant. We were to have shipped from this point on the following Tuesday and gone up the James River, but in consequence of some change in the programme, we didn’t. We remained at Alexandria for nearly four weeks awaiting orders to ship. The First brigade, Gen. Reynolds, of our division on Wednesday took the cars and were sent to Manassas Junction. We got orders to follow on Friday morning, also per railroad, but on starting we ascertained that we were not to go to the cars, but per contra, over the “shoe leather route,” as the soldiers call it, or on foot. As you probably are aware there is a vast difference between riding in a railroad car and marching on foot on a warm day with sixty or seventy pounds avoirdupois strapped to one’s shoulders, so you may be sure the change in our behalf was not in the least relished by the boys. However we packed up and were in line at 7 A. M. when we received the order, “forward!” We marched steadily all day, passing through Fairfax Court House (which was, no doubt, a very pleasant village before the war, of perhaps six or seven hundred inhabitants, but now looking considerably dilapidated) and encamped for the night about three miles further on and within three miles of Centreville. Recommenced the march at six o’clock A. M. and reached the latter place at seven. The town itself does not amount to much, but its location is excellent, the face of the country being extremely level. The Rebels had no considerable fortifications here, other than a long line of earthworks thrown up in front of the village, commanding the road and all the adjacent country, neither do I think they had many guns mounted. I noticed what I supposed to be guns of the largest caliber but upon closer inspection they proved to be nothing but large maple logs shaped so as to resemble cannon! There must have been quite a large army wintered here as the country for miles around is covered with encampments. Their quarters, too, were greatly superior to ours, the huts being large and well constructed. At about noon we crossed the Stone Bridge over Bull Run, where the memorial battle of the 21st of July commenced. The stream is not broad but very deep and rapid. We stopped here to eat and rest and used some of the water to make our coffee. After resting a short time we again got into line and arrived at Manassas Junction about three o’clock. We encamped a short distance from the railroad station where we remained until Monday morning. We then moved a quarter of a mile further back where the ground was more dry with plenty of wood and water. There is now nothing to be seen of the village of Manassas save the charred and blackened ruins of the houses. The country like that around Centreville is level. Not far from the Junction there is a large graveyard where over two hundred Rebel soldiers are buried. On Sunday your correspondent, in company with several others, visited the Bull Run battlefield, lying in a north western direction from Manassas and about four miles distant. The battle field is about a mile square, intersected with numerous ravines and covered with small hills and surrounded by dense thickets of stunted pine and oak. The most notable spot to be seen is where the Ellsworth Fire Zouaves were charged upon by the Black Horse Cavalry. This took place on the knob of a hill and where the Rebel Horse fell can easily be distinguished by a long line of horses’ bones left bleaching in the sun. Just below the scene of the charge, a number of the Fire Zouaves are buried, or rather, left to lie where they fell, with a little dirt thrown over them! I saw the bones of several of them protruding from the mold and I assure you it was a most horrid spectacle. We were told by an old negress, whose house stood near by, that Rebel soldiers and particularly the Georgians, used to visit the battlefield and through hated of the Zouaves, pry their bodies out of the graves! The negress, who was quite intelligent, also gave us a full history of the battle from its commencement to its end. She pointed out where the Rebel batteries were placed, the position of the troops and the routs by which Johnson brought up the reinforcements that decided the fate of the battle. We returned to camp in the evening. Bernard Farabaugh, a member of Co. A., died last week at Alexandria Hospital of typhoid fever. [Signed] W The Eleventh Regiment, P. R. C. A couple of weeks since we noticed that Captain Porter of Co. B. had been elected Major of the Eleventh Penna. Reserves, vice Maj. Litzinger, resigned. In consequence of some informality in the proceedings, however, this election was set aside and another ordered to be held. This latter election came off recently and resulted in the election of Adjt. Johns as Major. The adjutantship being thus made vacant, Lieut. Robert A. M’Coy, of our own Cambria Guards, was promoted to that important position. We tender these gentlemen our congratulations, feeling sure that the high trust reposed in them will prove to have been not misplaced. To our fellow townsman, Adjt. M’Coy, particularly, we would say, in the language of Pumblechook to Pip in Great Expectation, “Thank Fortune, and may she ever pick out her favorites with equal judgment.” Nineteenth Regular Infantry From a letter written by the Surgeon of the above regiment to the Philadelphia PRESS, we extract the following complimentary mention of Company C, Capt. Williams: ”We arrived at Savannah at 10 P. M. (Sunday) and were placed on board a steamer and towed up the river eight miles to Pittsburg Landing. We marched from the boat during a shower of rain and a heavy cannonading from the gunboats at 3 A. M. on Monday morning. We reposed on our arms, in line of battle until 7 A. M. and then entered the woods. Our division was in the centre of the line and bore the brunt of the battle. After the first fire I lost sight of my regiment in the smoke * * * I did not see my regiment again until noon, when Capt. T. C. Williams, of Company C and Lewis Snyder, first lieutenant, led their men into the heart of three blazing batteries and captured them. I saw this and felt proud to be with such a commander.” Capt. Williams and Lieut. Snyder are both Pennsylvanians and their company is composed almost exclusively of the hardy mountaineers of Little Cambria. We are glad to hear this flattering report of the prowess of “our boys” from such competent authority. DEATHS Dr. Chas. Walter We clip the following announcement from the Baltimore SUN of a recent date: Died of consumption at the dwelling of his mother, 199 Biddle Street, near Ross, on the 21st, April, Dr. Chas. Walter, aged 28 years, 9 months and 2 days. The deceased was well and favorably known in this section. He formerly resided in Summitville, this county, where he practiced the profession of medicine. Upon leaving there, several years since, he returned to Baltimore where he resided up to the period of his death. He passed the heated term at Cresson, last summer, in quest of health – alas! without avail. Peace to his ashes! Bernard Farabaugh Bernard Farabaugh, a member of Co. A., died last week at Alexandria Hospital of typhoid fever. [As reported by W. in his Letter from our Volunteers, dated Manassas Junction, Va., April 15, 1862, in reference to the Cambria Guards printed in this edition of The Alleghanian] _________________________________________________________________ Proud to be a PC? Show the world. Download the “I’m a PC” Messenger themepack now. hthttp://clk.atdmt.com/MRT/go/119642558/direct/01/